[No more goodbye to go with the clouds]

[How do you know that the spirit enters the urn]

Lan Heng lost all the friends of the Freedom Team, Lan Yi and Fang Xiang, so at this time, he stored all his grief and anger on the electric light knife, and stabbed the white fat man in fit.

But just when this great revenge was avenged, he suddenly heard a sound of 'pop', and Lan Heng only felt that the electric light knife shook suddenly, and he was grazed by the flying stones, and he turned his head on the spot, and stabbed the white fat man in the shoulder socket. When he tried to draw his knife and cut the fat man's throat again, a black shadow pounced like lightning.

The person who came stretched out his big fan-like hand, and no matter what part Lan Heng was, he only pushed it flat with both palms. Between the lightning and the fire, Lan Heng didn't have a chance to mend the knife, his long body jumped up, and he turned the knife horizontally with his backhand, and his body turned to the weak side like a spinning top, and even split and slashed, erasing it.

"There is growth!" The man praised it, changed his move in the air, turned his palm into a finger, and pointed at Lan Heng's wrist holding the knife. Immediately, the waist and abdomen screamed, and a harrier turned over and stood firmly beside the white fat man.

"It's you?!" Lan Heng missed the opportunity for revenge, and his eyes almost burst into flames.

"Yes, it's your grandfather and me!" The man shook his head and shouted, "This man can't be killed." With that, he picked up the fat white man on the ground.

The person who came was no one else, it was the head of one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the 'Morning Light'. He followed all the way and tracked it so that he saved the white fat man's life.

"I didn't burn you on the gravel ridge, I didn't expect you to dare to make trouble!" Although Lan Heng was stubborn, he knew that this person was powerful, and he didn't dare to act rashly until he thought of a countermeasure.

"Just you?" The head laughed, "What a dare to brag!" If it weren't for Lao Tzu's carelessness that day, I would have wrapped you up a long time ago, how could it be your turn to fake your prestige here! ”

"Screw his head off for me!" The white fat man on the side stopped the blood, stared at Lan Heng, gritted his teeth and said fiercely to his head, "Don't turn on the 'spirit', the robot No. 13 designed by Xuankong before his death is nearby, and the field force here is very strange by it." ”

When Lan Heng heard this, his heart was cold, and the secret way was not good. These two people are both demon kings who kill people without blinking, not to mention that the two are in a gang, even if they deal with the seriously injured white fat man now, I am afraid it is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, not to mention that there is a living head standing next to it!

Looking around, in addition to the madman who was distracted in the distance, there was also the robot No. 13 that the white fat man called in his mouth. And this robot distorts the surrounding field force, it seems that it is difficult to help itself, and it is able to fight with the head with its natural body alone, and if it wants to win, it seems that it must pull that madman to its side.

"If you can't turn on the 'spirit', I really don't care about you two," Lan Heng said as he moved in the direction of the madman, but his mouth was still agitated, "Today I must avenge my brothers who died in vain!" ”

"Humph!" The head squinted disdainfully, pursed his lips, didn't take Lan Heng in his eyes at all, turned to the white fat man, grabbed him by the collar and said, "Are you ordering Lao Tzu?" I'm telling you, you'd better be polite when you talk to Lao Tzu in the future! ”

Seeing this, Lan Heng was stunned, he didn't know which play the two of them were playing, but it seemed that they weren't friends either, probably the kind of people who gathered for profit.

"Killing him is just a matter of effort," the head pushed the white fat man out, "but Lao Tzu's business should also be fulfilled, right?" ”

"Don't forget, I changed you from a zombie back to a normal person! Don't you have a grudge? Is this how you repay the favor?! The white fat man stumbled, and the anger hit the door of his head, but it was inconvenient to attack.

"I got the purple gold compass for you, and I repaid it," his head was stunned, and he eased up a little, but he still said domineeringly, "I saved your life just now, and you promised me to resurrect Dudu, so you should fulfill it, right?" ”

"Okay, kill him, and I'll cash it out!" The white fat man pointed at Lan Heng.

The head said "one word is a certainty", his body shook, and he smashed the door of Lan Heng with a fist. Lan Heng did not show weakness, and his long-term hunting has trained him to be agile. He slid and dodged, wielding his electric knife and fighting his head in one place.

The white fat man on the side did not wait and see the battle situation at this time, he looked around, trying to open the dark eye again, but the field power was still there, not to mention controlling the dark energy, even the ability to distinguish tiny particles was gone.

He simply took out the purple gold compass, but saw that the colored hands in it rotated irregularly, and the other three were still and did not move. However, when the white fat man turned the purple gold compass in his palm, something strange happened: the rest of the pointers were still stationary, and they were still rotating, and they were still rotating, and there was nothing unusual, but the black pointer did not rotate with the rotation of the compass, it actually pointed in the direction of the madman! No matter how the fat white man changes his angle, the black hand always points to the madman.

"How is this possible?!" The white fat man looked at the madman in amazement, with an incredible look on his face, "Could it be that this purple gold compass is broken?" But he immediately denied his idea, there must be another mystery! The black pointer was designed to sense the existence of the awakened person's energy body after death, and the madman sat there upright.

The white fat man suddenly thought of Fang Xiang, who was blown away by his own heavenly anger, could it be his energy body?

Thinking of this, the white fat man didn't care about the pain, and walked towards the madman, observing the changes in the black hands of the purple gold compass as he walked. He didn't know if the madman was now dominated by Luo Li's will, or if his own consciousness was dominant, and the closer he got to it, the more nervous he became, for fear that he would jump over and snatch the compass away.

However, just when he was about to slip away, he saw that the black pointer suddenly brushed, turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and pointed to himself!

"And so it was!" The white fat man looked very excited, quickly put the purple gold compass on the ground, turned the white hand three times counterclockwise, and exclaimed, "Look where you are running!" ”

Suddenly, a cold wind blew through the trees, and the sand and stones on the ground began to stir as if they had come to life, and a large cumulonimbus cloud seemed to condense in the sky directly above, and the temperature dropped suddenly in the increasingly strong wind.

In the face of this sudden change, Tou and Lan Heng also stopped their own hands, observing everything around them in amazement; Even the madman got up quietly at this moment, and looked at the white fat man with a sense of alarm; And the white fat man seems to be calm and relaxed, and he has a posture of having everything under control.

It took less than a minute, but I saw that the wind was wrapped in snow and fell one after another. In the wild laughter of the white fat man, he suddenly opened his eyes!

At the same time, my head also felt a clear soul in my heart, and the field power shrouded in the woods seemed to disappear suddenly. He tried it and found that his control over the dark energy was the same as before, without the slightest condensation. Now it's like taking a reassuring pill, it's like a tiger with wings, and it's up to you to decide whether you want to kill or take it!

"Even if you die, you can't accept his energy body!" But when he heard Xiao Thirteen's shout, he saw ten thousand silver threads as thin as cow's hair suddenly dancing under the snow, and they were bound straight to the white fat man and the purple gold compass.

"You have disturbed the field for so long, do you still have the energy to fight against me?! Fang Xiang's energy body is mine! The white fat man did not show weakness, his eyes flickered, forming a gas barrier of ultra-speed particles tens of centimeters thick around his body, and even nanoparticles could not be found.